This blog is just where I leave my thoughts on being an artist and life itself.

I have accepted fear as a part of life - specifically the fear of change... I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says: turn back. Erica Jung

Monday, September 19, 2011

Fifteen Minutes

Let’s say that you have been given fifteen minutes to leave your home before a nasty disaster strikes. In that fifteen minutes what would choose to take with you? You can do an actual trial run to see if you can do it. Here is mine…

1-Unfortually I know that five minutes of my time will be taken up with trying to stuff Mr. “ Just Let The Zombies Get Me. Zombies don’t really eat cats do they? “ into his carrier.

2-Luckily I have many laundry baskets. In go my photo albums, cd case, ereader, laptop, and my bible. T-shirts and jeans around them. Second baskets gets my favorite art books (I know, stupid, but they really do soothe my nerves), Dad’s navy picture off the wall, mom’s jewelry case, and my grandfather’s pipe set. I can’t leave them behind. Around them are stuffed more clothes, Barney food, and hygiene items ( I am not going to a refugee camp with hygiene items.)